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As his blade cleared the masked mans body, Sabin leaped back and did a quick sweep of his surrounding area. Confirming there was no longer anyone else around him he eased up. The attack had come out of nowhere. Two men wearing masks had jumped from the roadside with knives in hand.

It had caught him off guard allowing one of the men to drive a knife into his arm. Fortunately the blade was refined silver. Something that wouldn't leave any lingering damage to his magical integrity.

Sabin suddenly sighed as he realized he couldn't ask the two dead men questions on who sent them. He tossed his sword into the air and magiked it away to wherever all his other weapons lay.

The sun still shone brightly but Sabin decided he didn't wish to take anymore chances. Getting a running start, he jumped a few feet into the air before letting himself shoot out wings from his back. Being a magical shape shifter had its advantages.